The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

He was only seven or eight years old, but he had grown into a super strong man weighing more than 400 pounds with muscular body. It seems that he should have mastered some kind of accelerated growth technology that can be used on humans or hybrids?
Zhao Qing was thoughtful and couldn't help but think of the Genji brothers in Black Swan Harbor. It took them less than thirteen years to grow from frozen embryos to their current 18-year-old appearance. This development speed was quite abnormal and probably involved similar means.

Theoretically, humans grow and develop much slower than other animals of the same size. For example, pigs only take one year to mature, and tigers only need four to five years. However, chimpanzees and gorillas, which are also primates, take about 10 to 12 years.

The reason for this is roughly related to nutrition supply and brain development. In order to support the rapid development of the brain, the growth rate of other parts of the human body has to make certain sacrifices.

Studies have shown that more than half of infants' energy is used to support brain growth and the formation of neuronal connections. This process requires not only a large amount of nutritional support, but also the accumulation of time to ensure the perfection and complexity of the neural network.

Assuming that through gene editing and the assistance of exogenous hormones, the growth and development speed of humans can be brought closer to that of other animals, then apart from the fact that the brain may not be able to keep up and the intellectual development may be slightly slow, there probably won't be any big problems.

Taking into account the higher average IQ of hybrids, and the fact that training to become a warrior does not require overly complex thinking and there is no need for normal education, it is completely understandable that such genetically modified humans can be used after only five or six years of growth.

I don't know if this underground secret base has any relevant research materials? What kind of technology does the Solomon's Temple have in reserve? Since the knight squire has appeared, how far will the official knight be?

Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly, and the flying sword that had already reached the ninth floor underground quietly crept into the wall to search. As if no one was around, he cut the password boxes placed nearby and "read" the paper documents inside like scanning.

While she was thinking about all sorts of things, those tall "knight attendants" had already started further actions. Several armored giants took a half step back, took out several magnetic broadsword mines from the combat backpacks behind them, and installed them on the outside of the round shield.

Looking at the corpses of the killers whose bodies were smashed by steel balls on the ground around them, it is obvious that the swords and shields of these guys are the product of the combination of cold and hot weapons. The former is anti-armor and the latter is anti-infantry. The cooperation is really good.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! We surrender!" Seeing the two servants raising the round shields on their left arms and aiming them at the hole in the wall diagonally above, about to detonate the broadsword mines, Finger immediately became scared.

His hands were shaking, and the heavy sniper rifle seemed to have lost its weight. It was thrown aside helplessly. He raised his hands high and forced a flattering smile on his face: "I can provide the information you need! Let me go!"

"Intelligence?" A servant who looked like the leader asked doubtfully. He casually stuck his Scottish broadsword into the ground, took the M203 automatic grenade launcher handed to him by his companion, pointed the black muzzle directly at Finger, and said in a firm tone:

"Sorry, we only need to keep one person alive, and you look more threatening."

"That's too much of a stereotype, man!" Finkel's face changed drastically. He suddenly lowered his body, quickly supported the ground with his left arm, and swept his right leg violently. The gravel on the ground was swept up by him, forming a fan-shaped dust cloud, which served as a cover and blocked everyone's sight.

In this brief chaos, he almost fell to the ground. He flipped his body suddenly, breaking away from the enemy's gaze, and hit his right elbow hard on the big crack that had just been blasted out in the floor. With a loud "bang", the whole space shook.

A cement slab that was more than half a meter thick and weighed five or six tons was separated and collapsed. Then, Finkel's legs popped out like springs and kicked the side of the cement slab continuously, causing it to fall obliquely towards the direction of several servants with a whistling sound.

The thickest side of the cement slab was facing the enemy, pressing down like a small mountain, with the broken steel bars on it exposed like a hedgehog's hair, which was absolutely beyond the ability of the flesh to resist.

At this moment, a high-explosive bomb exploded in the dust and fog. The huge shock wave distorted the air and collided with the concrete slab, weakening its power. In addition, several servants raised their arms and raised their round shields to resist, so there was no damage.

However, Fingel had already jumped to the next floor in the chaos. He moved nimbly between the ruins, stretched out his arms, and tore off half of the exoskeleton system connected to the multi-stage explosive tungsten steel armor-piercing sword, and snatched a big sword from the hands of a knight's squire.

He gripped the hilt tightly, spun around, and swung the sword towards its original owner. The servant had never expected such a sudden change, and only had time to let out a cry of surprise before he was carried away by the sword's force.

Finkel took the opportunity to fumble and activate the explosion mode. The tip of the sword suddenly burst into a blazing light, and with a fierce stabbing, it directly pierced through the chest of another servant. With a loud bang and a large burst of blood mist, the second servant fell in a pool of blood.

Realizing that the target's strength was far beyond their imagination, the remaining servants detonated the Broadsword mines embedded in their shields. Thousands of 3.2 mm steel balls ricocheted wildly in this confined space, like an incoming metal storm.

But only the combat uniform on Fingel's body was torn into pieces, leaving small charred holes on the clothes inside, but the clothes themselves were not damaged. It was just that the skin was stimulated to have a dark blue color, as if he was covered with a layer of indestructible armor.

Facing this violent attack, Finkel showed no fear. Instead, he charged forward, brandishing his heavy sword and smashed the knees of the two servants through their scales with clever and blunt blows. They were then intercepted by the remaining swords and shields that came to support him.

Zhao Qing, who was also facing the threat of the steel balls, gently stretched out his hand and pressed down, as if a mountain had fallen from thin air, causing all the enemies present to feel as if their muscles and bones were bearing ten or a hundred times the pressure. They fell to the ground in an instant, unable to get up, and had no power to resist.

In the space where she was, on the wall and ceiling not far away, a group of guards were clinging to them, climbing and moving on the walls silently like geckos. They were originally planning to launch a surprise attack, but were also affected by this field and fell down one after another.

Upon closer inspection, it was found that the hands and feet of these stalkers were covered with tiny hair structures that were dark grey in colour. They seemed to be some kind of passive Word Spirit, and each person's Word Spirit was exactly the same, undoubtedly a mass-produced low-level hybrid.

“…As for young children, it’s better not to kill them.” Zhao Qing jumped into the seventh underground floor and casually threw out a dozen balls of black ice gel, covering the mouths and noses of many enemies, slowing down their breathing and causing them to faint.

She thought about it and felt that these fast-growing warriors who were less than ten years old might have been brainwashed by the evil organization since birth and had no choice. She might as well forcibly hypnotize them to "restore" them to normal and turn them into her own people through mental transformation.

……

"Damn it! We need to hold on for at least 15 minutes? The base's missile defense system has also been invaded? How are we going to fight this?" On the ninth floor underground, assistant Arnold's face turned pale, his cheeks were tense, and several muscles jumped exaggeratedly, like a blade across half of his face.

His whole body was wrapped in blue-black scales. His hands were rubbing a broadsword covered with dark golden patterns. His eyes were looking towards the corridor on the left, where there was an intricate network of poison gas release pipes and mobile pipe passages for the killer bee swarms to fly.

"There should be combat-type S-class hybrids among the invaders. Units below B-class should be careful to avoid them. The rest should use heavy firepower to stop the enemy..."

He used the intercom to instruct his men, walked to a control panel, and entered a dangerous program: "A team of bombers equipped with HMTD-silver mercury has set out, each with a 15-pound charge. Secondary remote control authority will be distributed to the team leaders in turn."

Further away, cold metal beds were neatly arranged, like tombstones waiting to be revived. The slight humming sound of the equipment echoed in the empty room, giving people a feeling of depression and uneasiness.

After the blue laser scanned the area, robotic arms slowly descended from above, carrying tiny tools at the ends, and accurately reached down to the "brainless people" on each metal bed.

The skulls of these people were cruelly opened, revealing the complex electronic control chips inside. They were originally pale and silent, but as the robotic arm touched them, the indicator lights on the chips began to flash, emitting a faint red light.

As the current surged, the brainless people seemed to be given life. Their eyes gradually opened, but there was no light in their eyes, they just stared blankly ahead, their mouths slightly opened, their tongues had long been removed, leaving only an empty mouth. The mechanical arms completed their tasks and slowly retracted. The brainless man on the bed sat up tremblingly, his movements stiff and clumsy, and walked towards the stairs, each step seemed extremely difficult.

This series of disguises made them look more like victims of evil experiments who had just escaped, rather than terrorist suicide bombers who were about to bring disaster, which made people subconsciously let down their guard - especially for S-level hybrids who mostly came from wealthy backgrounds.

In their bodies, the signal of the time bomb has been connected to the distant control console, controlling the fate of these suicide bombers. As long as Arnold presses the button lightly, these poor guys who have long been "dead" will detonate the bomb in their bodies, bringing a devastating blow.

"I hope we don't have to use this last resort!" Arnold turned and looked at the silver cross hanging at the corner, muttering to himself.

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At the same time, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sword shuttled freely in the data room, using the sword's power as a medium to allow Zhao Qing to "browse" the top-secret files in it, searching the documents piled up in the corner, and soon she successfully found clues about the knight's squire.

It was a research report with annotations in ancient Egyptian and Hebrew: "The Latest Experimental Plan for Genetic Optimization and Mass Production of Knight Servants", which contained detailed experimental data and illustrated texts.

When Zhao Qing's mind connected with the tip of the sword, what came into her "eyes" was a series of complex gene names and their functional descriptions, which not only related to the strength and speed of the knight's squire, but also involved their body structure, muscle strength, bone density and other aspects:

GDF-8（肌肉生长抑制素）、SGK1（糖皮质激素调节蛋白激酶）、SOST（骨形态调节蛋白）、ACTN3（α-辅肌动蛋白3）、MAOA-L（单胺氧化酶A低活性基因）、VDR（维生素D受体基因）、FOXO3（叉头框蛋白O3）……

Also mentioned repeatedly are IGF-1 (insulin-like growth factor-2), GH (growth hormone), BDNF (brain-derived neurotrophic factor), VEGF (vascular endothelial growth factor), FGF-2 (fibroblast growth factor-), MGF (mechanical growth factor), TGF-β (transforming growth factor-β), EGF (epidermal growth factor), and EPO (erythropoietin). These growth factors and hormones play a vital role in promoting cell growth, neural development, repairing damage, and enhancing immunity.

The specific experimental results are that the latest batch of apprentice knight squires, when they were four months old, could do dozens of pull-ups and develop eight-pack abdominal muscles, which is enough to make countless college students feel intimidated and amazed.

The cost of training these fast-growing cyborgs to combat capabilities, apart from some scarce resources that are difficult to measure and the additional salaries of researchers, is only about $70, which is great value for money.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that many abbreviations of names are mentioned in the full text, which involve the sources of some data and research materials. Since these abbreviations retain the surnames, they can be used as clues to trace the source.

There are quite a few mixed-race families in Europe among them. Although they may only have intersections in some research projects and cooperate in sharing some experimental data, it is enough to give people a glimpse into the dark corner of the "aristocratic families" in the mixed-race world today.

"Regulate the expression of the myostatin gene? Like the Belgian Blue cattle do?"

It has to be said that these research materials on genetic modification and exogenous hormone injection, and the profound attainments of the Solomon Temple in human biological experiments, made Zhao Qing slightly surprised, and he glimpsed the possibility of everyone evolving into a "superman".

According to her recent observations and experiments, with her current realm and sensitivity, in theory, the Qi and Zhen Qi can be woven into simulated molecular structures such as ZFNs, TALENs, Taq DNA polymerase, Cas9 nuclease, EcoRI, BamHI, etc. that can be used for gene editing.

Although Zhao Qing's current conventional perception has only begun to enter the microscopic field of DNA-histone fiber level, it seems that performing "surgery" on genes is not easy and time-consuming. However, once a large number of true energy is converted into such editing tools, it will be completely different.

Simply put, one only needs to refine this special true qi on an ordinary person and circulate it throughout the body, and all the corresponding genes in the other person's cells can be transformed in the direction specified by her, transforming a normal person into a "superman" similar to a "knight squire" in one fell swoop.

The excellent genes possessed by many animals can also be reverse transcribed and integrated into the DNA of the transformed person, integrating the advantages of various traits and thus gaining their strengths.

In terms of effect, even though the upper limit is not high, it is currently limited to non-supernatural genes and traits that exist in nature and cannot significantly exceed the limits of the human body under normal circumstances, but compared to the infectious evolution of dragon blood, it is undoubtedly much safer.

Although there may be some side effects, they can be quickly transformed back by trying innovations over and over again to find the most perfect solution, rather than the "dragon blood baptism" which has a success rate of one in a hundred thousand or one in a billion. If it fails, it will gradually become like Deadpool.

为了提高成功率和精确控制改造结果，启动于1990年、完成于2003年4月15日、测定了30亿个碱基对的人类基因组计划，将是赵青在这个项目上的重大臂助。

However, the project actually only measured 92% of the genome, and found that human genes are full of ancestral shit. This is rather troublesome, and it is necessary to try to find new usable genes from excellent hybrids that are not so shit.

Speaking of which, the legendary ability to "rewrite bloodline" out of thin air, which is possessed by only a few "supreme" in the dragon civilization, may have a lot in common with this type of method and is not much different in essence.

"With knight squires, there will naturally be corresponding knight lords. But I didn't expect that the creatures ridden by those 'knights' of the Solomon's Temple were actually the most unruly dragons, and they were even in a state of giving birth to huge dragon bodies..."

When Zhao Qing saw the illustration at the end of this volume of research materials showing a brave dragon rider leading a team of servants, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly noticed that the weapons equipped by these servants might be more for the purpose of taming dragons.

If a number of power-transformed hybrids were to work in groups, they might be enough to suppress the less obedient pure-blooded dragons below the third generation - provided that they were shackled and temporarily unable to release their spirit words.

However, will a dragon that has an absolute advantage in bloodline and strength be forced to obey the knight's orders just by being repeatedly "abused" by armor-piercing swords and broadsword mines? If this continues for a long time, will it permanently express its submission?

……

Not long ago, the tenth underground floor with its own mental shielding alchemical field.

After finishing the brain transplant operation, in the dim laboratory, Dr. Wesker looked through the goggles, first at the "Rich Man" whose scalp had just been preliminarily sutured, then stared coldly at the shriveled mixed-race baby, and then his gaze returned to the original place.

Not only did he have no intention of waking up the unconscious "former assistant", he roughly turned the other's body over, exposing the skin on his back. He gently rotated the dimly glowing alchemical scalpel at his fingertips and whispered to himself:

"I'm sorry, this happened suddenly and you have to make a sacrifice."

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(End of this chapter)